A PEREGRINE FALCON. 65 



to take tip a position on a good " lead " as early 

 as possible. 



As it grew light we found the face 

 of the land enshrouded in so thick a mist 

 that a caribou would have been invisible at a 

 distance of fifty yards. So dense was this mist 

 that, when a little later I was sitting on a large 

 stone on a piece of rising ground, whence, had 

 the weather been clear, I should have com- 

 manded a view over an extensive stretch of open 

 boggy ground, a peregrine falcon all but perched 

 on my head. I saw a large bird flying through 

 the mist straight towards me, and did not move 

 until it was close to my face. Then I saw it 

 was a peregrine falcon, and at the same time it 

 realized that I was not a part of the rock on 

 which I was sitting. It checked itself suddenly 

 in its flight, rose just above my head, and 

 passed on, but I feel sure it had intended to 

 perch on my head. 



The mist now began to clear, and my guide 

 said we had better go a little farther up the 

 line and take up a position for the day on a 

 very good " lead " he knew of. We soon passed 



